A fierce-looking plainsman charged out. "Well, well, you smashed my wall! This wall has stood for a hundred years—"
A gleaming gold ingot blocked his path, cradled in both his hands.
He was quite decisive about it, turning around and leaving without another word.
Standing amid the broken walls, the dust on Jiang Wang's body was automatically cleansed away by the Ruyi Immortal Robe. He stared blankly at Zhao Rucheng for a long while before asking, "Isn't this a bit sudden? To whom?!"
Then he added earnestly, "Marriage is a matter for a lifetime. Xiao Wu, you're still young. Don't think about taking shortcuts. And don't lose heart or give yourself up for lost. Life is so long—don't you want to be with the person you truly love? Trust me, there's still a chance with Yunyun—"
"I want to marry Yunyun. I've thought it through these past few days. You were right, life really is long. If I can't spend it with her, it would be torment to me." Zhao Rucheng said seriously, "Third Brother, I have no parents, no elders. I'm alone in this world. You are my elder brother. Please help me ask the Son of Heaven for her hand."
"I need to, um..." Jiang Wang still had not entirely recovered his wits. "I need to prepare properly."
But prepare what, exactly?
He had no experience with this either.
After taking quite a while to process it, he finally asked, "You two made up? Yunyun agreed to marry you? All in the one night I wasn't there?"
Zhao Rucheng said, "She's sort of forgiven me, but not completely. She said something about 'watching my future conduct' and seeing how I perform from now on. I thought, there's nothing I can give her—except a marriage contract, a promise never